Fake Dad

In the pitch-black street, Batwoman and Robin's figures blended together, their shadows growing even deeper.

Damian did not think anything was wrong. This was how he usually got along with his father. That icy, calm tone was utterly ordinary to him.

He shifted his gaze to Wonder Woman beside them, only to find her guiltily turning away to look at the moon. A sharp glint flashed beneath Damian's mask, and his eyes narrowed. He seemed to have noticed something.

Earth's Submergence, three in the morning, the Iceberg Lounge, only two people.

Putting the clues together, he understood.

After figuring out the connection, young Damian secretly sighed. Though he knew his father's views on love were no different from a bat's, making a move on a Justice League teammate would have far too much impact.

Especially when the target was the Queen of Paradise Island, with the Olympian Pantheon behind her. There were even New Gods on Genesis secretly in love with Diana. Had his father considered the consequences?

Then Damian shrugged, thinking that he really was being foolish. How could Batwoman fail to consider the consequences? What she saw must surely be farther ahead than what he could see.

In that brief instant, countless thoughts raced through the boy's mind. But just like his father, he remained expressionless.

"We're following up on a lead."

"Talk."

Su Ming coolly spat out a single word.

Batwoman's way of speaking was truly full of Wong Kar-wai's style. She only ever said half of what she meant and left the other half unsaid, phrased every question as a statement, and fell silent at every turn.

That was the key to imitating Batwoman's speech.

"A new criminal has appeared in Gotham. Codename: 'It Thing.'"

Damian honestly gave his report, then haughtily turned his head away